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Anticipation…

Thoughts…

in dream time spaces

preventing sleep

of that moment

that first encounter

when your standing so close

i can hear you breath…

smell the essence of you

you reach out

gently touch my face

trace your finger over my lips

across my neck, down my arms

clasp my hand… release…

you place your hands upon my hips

& draw me closer still,

your cheek brushes against my face

my heart is pounding in your embrace

your lips meet mine,

that first taste of you

it feels so long overdue…

no more can passion be subdued

your torso firm against my breast

frantic erotica as we undress

you enter me

finally god has answered my plea

we move in rhythmic ecstasy we come

together as one…

so long anticipated…

awaited…

If only you knew how much i die each night in dreams space

in the silent presence of your absence

alone with only my love for you.

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I have a keen interest in The Arts as therapy and a fundamental tool for understanding and managing mental health. I love nature, reading, writing, poetry, painting dance and yoga. And have a keen interest in social issues & humanities.

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